34 | THE PROSPECTOR
leaving good memories behind
JOAN THYAGARAJAN investigations editor
For the past fifteen years, my life has been a continuous cycle of change: when I was three months old my family moved to Canada, when I was five years old I became an older sister, when I was eight my family moved to Cupertino. Amidst this never ending change, soccer remained a faithful, reliable and sometimes monotonous constant in my life. That is how it has been for the past nine years: I played with the Sunnyvale Alliance Soccer Club for nearly a decade and that club has always been a place where I could forget about all the other worries in life and imagine I was five and all I had to do was play my heart out. I essentially grew up with the girls on my team and the complex where we had trained is a bonanza of cherished memories. This year, I left the team. I wasn’t happy anymore and I needed a fresh start. It was only when I left that I realized how much of an impact SASC had had on my life, and how difficult it would be to leave those sweet childhood memories behind. What really slapped me in the face when I left was the fact that I would most likely never play soccer
